“In the beginning, there was darkness.
There was only empty sky that stretched out forever in all directions, and all was dark and cold and still. Into the night was poured many years of time, forever and forever, until finally, the flow of endless years became a womb, and a soul was conceived.
That first soul became aware of the darkness and the cold and the stillness of the night and the passage of time. It became aware of itself. It gained a wisdom and created thoughts, but at first, the little thoughts all slipped away and tumbled through the night to places the soul could not reach. Again and again it tried to recapture its lost thoughts, but it was unable to find them in the night, so the soul turned all of its thoughts into light, so that even if it could never think of them again, at least it could keep an eye on them.”